Chapter 183: 182 South Light District

But Wang Wu still didn't do anything to the woman, because he felt she was a bit delusional.

Although someone like him saying that might seem a bit out of place, it isn't out of place at all—it's perfectly fitting, after all Kai Selin is indeed a bit… um.

Wang Wu doesn't particularly like women with that mindset, mainly because her desires aren't pure. Impure desires certainly can't make Wang Wu develop any thoughts about her.

The night passed quickly, and when the next day arrived, the sun still hadn't risen.

"Where's the sun?"

In the morning, Wang Wu opened his eyes, glanced at the two who had already woken up, and asked.

"It shouldn't be early now, so why hasn't the sun come out?"

The sky remained pitch black, and no stars could be seen. Of course, if viewed through another visual mode, one could still see the countless stars across the firmament.

And also the planets in this star system that are likewise shrouded in darkness.

"The sun won't rise this early, Mr. Wang."

Kai Selin leaned in to answer, her face full of attentiveness. Wang Wu didn't know what the woman's situation was; he thought she was overly flattering.

He doesn't like such flattery, but given the first impression she gave him, he wasn't that disgusted.

This woman is the type that Wang Wu finds relatively pleasing to look at, and "pleasing" here doesn't refer to appearance but another aspect of "pleasing".

A person's initial impression on Wang Wu determines his attitude toward them, and Wang Wu's attitude toward Kai Selin is quite good.

So he didn't mind that the woman had curled up next to him to sleep last night.

"Damn it, are you a eunuch?? She was so forward, why aren't you responding??"

This was what some woman said to him last night, but such words clearly couldn't affect him.

Since his relationship with Yin Shenli reached a new stage, Wang Wu no longer "respects" this woman that much. Or rather, he now possesses the courage to refuse her.

Although many times he still complies with the other's requests, there aren't many instances of refusal.

However, after arriving here, Wang Wu has already refused his master's orders many times.

For example, with this woman.

"But I feel this woman's desires aren't pure; impure desires are meaningless," was part of the conversation between Wang Wu and Yin Shenli last night.

"Damn it, what business is it of yours whether she's pure? Are you actually doing it or not?"

"But I still think it's not feasible; maybe we should wait a bit longer, Master?"

"Damn it, you useless, spineless waste! Don't expect me to help you these few days; sort it out yourself!"

"Ah? No, Master!"

Even though Yin Shenli imposed a punishment on Wang Wu, forcing him to act as a proper gentleman for the coming period, Wang Wu truly has no thoughts about Kai Selin.

At least not now.

Although he quite wants Western food, he's a principled person and won't break his principle over this.

This world feels to Wang Wu a bit like the winter Tianyuan Realm, and he doesn't know if most planets in this universe are like this.

Because aside from the planet of the March people, all the civilizations Wang Wu has encountered so far are rather bizarre.

Ghosts and monsters run rampant, and the transition between day and night is extremely strange. Even the planet protected by a divine general is like that.

The endless night, the roaming monsters. Wang Wu doesn't know what season it is on this planet now, but judging by the morning temperature, it's clearly not winter.

Even though the sun is invisible in the sky, the air temperature isn't low at all.

Yet last night the temperature was much lower than now.

"What season is it now?" Wang Wu asked again.

"Season?" Kai Selin and Ling Luo were startled; Ling Luo was the first to respond, saying to Wang Wu, "Season, if you mean season… it should be the first season?"

This planet has only two seasons a year, no spring, summer, autumn, or winter—just a hot season and a cold season.

And now this side of the planet is in the hot season; daytime temperatures can reach nearly forty degrees, but nighttime temperatures drop to the minus‑twenties.

This huge temperature swing also struck Wang Wu as odd, because such extreme day‑night differences wouldn't occur on a planet suitable for life.

Even in Wang Wu's hometown desert region, the nightly low temperature is only a few degrees below zero.

And this daytime over forty degrees, nighttime dropping to the low teens below zero, while the daytime peak isn't as high as a normal desert, the nighttime low is far colder than the desert back home.

"Fine."

Although the day‑night temperature difference is huge, Wang Wu isn't a planetary explorer, and he doesn't care much about such matters.

"Let's keep moving." Extinguishing the campfire, Wang Wu looked toward the destination ahead—a city that hasn't yet been overrun by monsters and looks quite normal.

Although it's nearly a thousand kilometers away, for the two women it's not a great distance.

As a transcendent being, and one whose speed can reach several hundred kilometers per hour, a mere thousand‑kilometer stretch is only two or three hours.

The party soon set off toward the safe zone; according to Ling Luo, her family also has holdings there, and they're the main branch, while the Ling family in the North Light District is merely a branch.

She isn't the daughter of the head of a North Light District Ling branch; she's just a regular female descendant of the family.

As for who her father is, Ling Luo doesn't know.

This civilization on the planet also practices polygamy; regardless of gender, one can have multiple spouses.

Ling Luo's mother, though of ordinary standing in the clan, is still a member of the Ling family, so finding a few husbands is naturally no problem.

Although she hasn't sought any herself.

Ling Luo's mother never really looked after her as a child; until she displayed transcendent talent, she was just an ordinary daughter of the Ling family.

Only after her talent emerged and the clan valued her did her mother's attitude improve.

As for before that, it certainly wasn't terrible.

Her mother merely liked to play, caring nothing about raising her children, but material conditions were certainly not lacking.

Food, clothing, education—all were provided. Ling Luo grew up in a very affluent life; aside from lacking parental affection, she lacked nothing else.

The biggest concern for a great clan is population; the cost of raising them, in this era, for a clan like the Ling is but a drop in the bucket.

Power comparable to a True Realm gives Ling Luo some standing in the main house, after all a True Realm isn't a trivial matter.

Wang Wu doesn't know where the ceiling of this world's transcendence system lies, but he doesn't think that a transcendent of this realm would be a big cabbage here.

Because if that were the case, the oddities and monster strength here wouldn't be just at that level.

"What level do you think the strongest in your world is?" Riding a motorcycle, Wang Wu asked the two women behind him.

Since the two women can't fly, Wang Wu rode the motorcycle while carrying them forward.

Of course he wouldn't choose to walk on foot; if he can ride a motorcycle, why use his legs?

As for flying the two women, he has the ability but no intention.

"Fuck, you're already in auto mode? Why are you still putting your hand on the handlebars?" As Wang Wu rode, that unseen voice that could be heard but not seen sounded again in her ear:

"Fuck, where the hell are you putting your hand? What the hell are you doing? What are you thinking? Are you still a monster, you bastard? Where's your desire??"

Wang Wu didn't understand why Yin Shenli was so oddly fixated on this kind of thing; the woman seemed to love watching herself do all sorts of things, especially those involving men and women.

"They're all so forward, you fuck, look at Catherine, she's about to squeeze herself… into a pancake stuck on your back, and you fuck have not reacted at all!???"

"Fuck! Move already! Attack! Beast!!!"

Finally, because Yin Shenli's constant nagging in his ear was getting him annoyed, and Catherine's little actions behind him were getting a bit too much,

Wang Wu finally chose to break the principle.

Maybe it isn't really breaking the principle, because this woman's desire has become purer and now meets the standard he can accept.

Since she also wants to give that greedy woman a lesson, Wang Wu's eyes hardened, he released the motorcycle's handlebars and reached back.

"Eh…!?"

Catherine's body tensed instantly, her face first showing shock and disbelief, then ecstatic joy.

Wang Wu's motorcycle was traveling at three hundred kilometers per hour, and the journey from the departure point to the destination city took just over three hours.

He didn't intend to go that fast, because he still wanted to see when the sun would actually rise.

During its flight, the motorcycle began to transform, soon becoming a ground‑skimming flying ship.

Wang Wu has never understood what "taboo" means; perhaps if he were still back in his old hometown, he might have that notion.

But now, he is a monster, and monsters are like this.

Even though he feels he has restrained himself enough, after all he hasn't fully unleashed his firepower.

After half a round of attacks, when the sun finally rose in the sky, Wang Wu halted, completely breaking down, his body trembling with fear, drenched in sweat—not just Catherine, but others as well.

Of course, Wanluo and Catherine are still different, completely different.

She is more obedient, so Wang Wu didn't punish her.

Nevertheless, while Wang Wu was repairing Catherine, the aftereffects of the battle still affected her.

It wasn't Wang Wu who hit her; it's her own problem, the responsibility lies entirely with her.

"Wang, Mr. Wang, are we—have we arrived…?" Wanluo's voice strained as she turned her head forward, looking at the massive city bathed in sunlight, trembling as she asked Wang Wu beside her.

Catherine had already lost consciousness; although her body still trembled, it was merely a lingering instinctual reaction.

Wang Wu did not do anything outrageous to the woman; like Yin Shenli, he merely gave a small "reprimand" to this scheming woman.

But even that was enough to make Catherine completely break down.

"Almost there." Wang Wu pulled his finger out of his mouth and nodded at Wanluo.

He has had the habit of eating his own finger since childhood, and hasn't stopped it yet.

Seeing Wang Wu's finger, Wanluo's mind instantly flashed with many of the recent scenes.

She gagged twice, and a flood of sweat erupted on her body again, soaking her clothes once more.

"That, that, that's good…"

Wanluo mumbled incoherently, nodded, then sprang to her feet, "Excuse me, is there a restroom here…"

"At the back," Wang Wu pointed toward the rear of the cockpit.

"Thank you, I also… ah no, I, don't have…!"

After spouting a jumble of nonsensical words, Wanluo fled the cockpit.

After she left, Wang Wu glanced at her seat; it was clear she was extremely nervous, as the chair was already soaked with her sweat.

Wanluo had stayed in the restroom for half an hour before emerging; Wang Wu had thought she was taking a shower, but when she emerged, even wetter than before, Wang Wu was taken aback.

But now, evidently he had more important matters.

"We've arrived; let's get off here, the distance ahead is too far to go," Wang Wu said.

Wanluo's eyes stared fixedly at Wang Wu, faint blood vessels visible at the corners.

Wang Wu, and Catherine on the ground.

This place is only fifty kilometers from the Southern Light District ahead; continuing to drive from here wouldn't be impossible, but Wang Wu still didn't.

On the road, Wang Wu walked at the front, and a short distance behind him, walking side by side, were Catherine and Wanluo.

Both remained silent, maintaining complete quiet throughout.

After a few minutes, Wanluo, who had been staring ahead, finally turned around.

"Does the taste of failure taste good?"

She asked.

Catherine had also been looking ahead; hearing this, she turned her head as well, giving a half‑smile toward the other.

The two were very close friends, as they still are now.

Catherine spat a mouthful of saliva onto Wanluo's face.

Instantly, Wanluo froze, then felt a strong anger from the humiliation.

The filthy saliva even contained some pheromone, which made the fire of anger in her chest burn even hotter.

Her face flushed bright red, her body trembled, fists clenched, she let the saliva on her face slide down, even into her mouth, without reacting.

"You…"

She's eyes blood‑red, she opens her mouth and, gritting her teeth, forces out a word.

But just as she opened her mouth, Catherine spat out a mouthful of saliva, this time straight into Lingluo's mouth.

With a single strike, Lingluo completely collapses.

Wang Wu didn't bother with what was happening behind him; it was just a friendly scuffle.

Nanguang District, Number One Shelter Base.

It's called a shelter base, but in reality it's a city—a city of enormous size.

It is encircled by towering walls, the whole city cloaked beneath a huge pale‑blue protective dome.

At the city‑gate entrance, Lingluo arrives at the checkpoint and shows her identity to the staff.

"I am Lingluo, daughter of the Ling family. We fled from Beiguang District to here."

(End of Chapter)